Betsy had told her to think of sex while she was doing it, like, being with a boy she was crazy about. Trouble was, there wasn't any boy she was exact...y crazy about. She had a boyfriend - Nick was his name - but she really only hung out with him because, when you get to a certain age and want to be with it, you've got to have a boyfriend. Nick, on the other hand, had very clear ideas about what he wanted from a girlfriend. Except that this was mostly stuff you couldn't tell your parents about,. “Much better, Carol,” he said, getting close to me from behind. “Show me what you’re wearing.”“Sir, um, I don’t understand,” I said nervously.“Sure you do,” he said, lightly tugging my skirt up. “Pull up your skirt.”I slowly began pulling my skirt up but stopped when I realized I couldn’t take things that far.Fighting my desires, I said, “No, I can’t.”Immediately, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed my face down towards the desk to bend me over. He yanked my skirt up and took a second to. She stood up and took my hand. I was surprised that she wasn’t leading me to the house.“Where are we going?” I asked.“There’s a nice grassy spot over here. Nobody can see us. I want to make love outdoors.”I wasn’t going to argue. They had a high wooden fence and hedges, and there wasn’t a clear line of sight from the house to the spot she led me to. When we reached the spot, she turned and pulled me into a hug and we exchanged several kisses.She stepped back and began to unbutton her blouse. I. Olivia’s boar had disengaged to early and his thin penis rested in the grove in her behind. Her ass was now covered in rivulets of the boars thick sealing semen. For another brief moment the beast rested on the girls rear before dropping off the satisfied girl sow. Pleased with himself he strutted away some yards and flopped down. To Olivia's surprise the boar that had lost out in the first round was on her within seconds anxiously humping to make up for lost time. Jennies young boar was taking.